The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Fortunately, his eyesight has always been good, and he felt that they seemed to be wrapping up towards him. He guessed that the small animals were attacked in this way.

He leaped into the air and used his fan to transform into a sword, piercing through the miasma in the air.

This miasma in the human world should be the external form of this old demon woman.

Jin Xiaoxiao turned in the air, and a stream of spiritual power was injected into the handle of the fan, which emitted several golden rays of light and headed towards the human-shaped miasma.

There were several loud bangs, and the ground suddenly stirred up waves of air and dust. Jin Xiaoxiao dodged and moved.

He had to escape from this siege, otherwise he would soon be surrounded by it.

Jin Xiaoxiao felt a chill in his heart. What he was doing was just a delay, because the old woman hadn't made a move yet.

Just after Jin Xiaoxiao escaped from the siege of the human-shaped miasma, the old woman moved slightly.

She seemed to have not expected that this young boy, who was still wet behind the ears, could actually have such good cultivation.

Her eyes, which were like shriveled walnuts, drooped, and several human-shaped miasma attacked her again.

Jin Xiaoxiao threw out the Lingxi fan and spun it around herself. The sharp blades of the Lingxi fan extended from the fan, cutting through the human-shaped miasma that was besieging her.

As a soul cultivator, Jin Xiaoxiao's expertise is not in actual combat.

Fortunately, Tang Yixien had once taken them on a demon hunting expedition, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

When the Lingxi fan collided with the boundary miasma, sparks flew out and shone around Jin Xiaoxiao. He, who was already dressed in golden clothes, looked even more handsome and extraordinary.

This made the old woman even more greedy.

She didn't do it because she was afraid of cutting such a beautiful figure.

But at this moment, she had obviously lost her patience.

She slowly approached Jin Xiaoxiao, and suddenly stretched out her shriveled hands like twigs, and suddenly shot out two small miasma.

This miasma was like an invisible lock moving towards Jin Xiaoxiao.

Jin Xiaoxiao was already struggling to deal with these several human-shaped miasma, and suddenly, she was caught off guard and had her wrists grabbed.

The Lingxi fan suddenly lost its power and fell to the ground with a plop.

Jin Xiaoxiao's hands were tied, and she completely lost the ability to resist and was suspended in the air.

He struggled hard to break free, but couldn't. In fact, he had already known that he was no match for this old woman with bark.

The chill gradually settled in my heart until it reached the very bottom of my heart.

Maybe this is how life is?

He didn't really care, he just didn't have the chance to see his master again.

"Little one, go with peace of mind." The old woman said with a cold and complacent smile.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked at the human-shaped miasma coming towards her with a calm expression, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Who are you calling a little thing?!" A cold and familiar voice came from the front.

A stream of sword light blocked the miasma.

Jin Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly trembled, as if it had been activated, and he opened his eyes in disbelief.

The figure of his master appeared in front of him, with that familiar slender waist and graceful figure, she was truly the person he had been thinking about.

Just a back view made Jin Xiaoxiao's mind a mess and even her breathing was suffocated.

He shook his head slightly, unable to believe it was true.

"Master...Master..." he called softly, with a tone of disbelief and temptation.

"Well, don't be afraid, your master is here." Tang Yixien's clear voice seemed to have traveled through endless time and reached Jin Xiaoxiao's ears.

Jin Xiaoxiao was stunned, her pupils trembled slightly, and her eyes suddenly became warm.

He was still trapped in the air at this time, and a huge joy hit him, and his mind was blank.

Tang Yixien didn't turn his head. He wanted to keep his eyes on the dark and shriveled old lady in front of him.

He held the Flowing Sword in his hand and flew gracefully in the air, protecting Jin Xiaoxiao.

Just on the way, the three of them were also attacked by the miasma from that world at a fork in the road.

Sheng Qingye and Xuan Yuran stayed where they were to deal with them, while he rushed towards the road full of camellia flowers alone.

He himself didn't realize that he and Jin Xiaoxiao made the same judgment and the same choice.

The old woman's eyes were about to pop out of her head. The young man in white in front of her was simply the best of the best.

Especially those slender legs, she has a special understanding of men's body shape.

The proportions are perfect, and the skin is so delicate that it looks like newborn.

If she got this, she would definitely put it by her bed and look at it every day.

"What are you looking at?" Sheng Qingye also rushed over at this time, and saw the dark old woman staring at his master and drooling.

Isn't this too obvious?

Xuan Yuran also came over, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

The old woman was delighted to see two more people coming, but the one in black clothes was a bit fierce.

She wants all four of them, and when they are put together, they are really pleasing to the eye.

The old demon woman said jokingly, following what she had just said:

"What's wrong with me saying he's small? How do you know if he's small or not?"

.....

Tang Yixien blushed, feeling that this was awkward. Was he the only one who had the wrong idea?

Xuan Yuran and Sheng Qingye didn't understand what this meant at all.

Among these four people, the only one who could understand was still staring blankly at the person in front of him, his master.

The person that Jin Xiaoxiao had longed to see in her dreams countless times was right in front of him.

But his hands were tied, so he could only watch, and it was just a back view.

At this moment, the corners of the old woman's mouth slowly curled up, revealing her sharp yellow teeth.

Her body suddenly shook, and a demonic energy vibrated out. The old woman's body suddenly stretched and grew larger, and finally became as tall as several people.

Tang Yixien slowly raised his head and looked upwards.

Now he finally understood why the withered old lady said little thing.

Because she is really tall.

The surrounding sky and earth suddenly changed color, becoming dark and gloomy, and the demonic energy became increasingly dense.

Tang Yixien's expression gradually became serious. They really underestimated the demon clan.

The demon level of this demon is not low, and he has never seen it before.

The old woman shook her hands, and a huge, almost silver-white miasma instantly formed.

Tang Yixin watched as the miasma came towards him and Jin Xiaoxiao.

He swung his sword, but it was completely useless.

Tang Yixien didn't care about anything else. He turned around and instinctively pounced on Jin Xiaoxiao behind him. He didn't know what the miasma was for.

He only knew to protect his disciples.

The two were instantly trapped in the miasma of the old demon woman.

The soft and fragrant master threw herself into his arms and clung to him tightly.

Jin Xiaoxiao only felt a dizzying sense of satisfaction, as if something had suddenly filled her heart.

Master Yulan's breath was right beside her neck. Jin Xiaoxiao's face was flushed and her heart was beating in her throat.

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" The voice in his ear was like a feather flying in his ears, almost making him tremble.

All this happened so suddenly.

He vaguely remembered that the previous moment, he had closed his eyes and waited for death, but at this moment, his master had already thrown himself into his arms.